I'm borrowing a friends laptop for a few days, I am finally able to get on her for a few moments. I came on here trying to find a place to tell everyone that my computer was broken and that I was having problems with it. That's when I found the blogs and starting reading them. As I read these, I find some of these are powerful and resounding. I then got the brilliant idea that I wanted to start doing something just as impacting and constant. But what? Journals are stupid and I know (this why I also don't have a twitter account) that no one really cares what happens in my day to day life. I don't really do anything consistently enough other than working and school. Not to mention I don't have a cool hobby to blog about it like cooking or making birdhouses.
Then I had an idea about a topic others might enjoy. Often enough people find that the world sucks. I can add to that too; the world is not all daises for me either. But at the same time, I think that sometimes we forget the nicer things in life. I have decided that this blog will be about general advice to stay happy and a nice little excerpt of depressing writing (because this is a writing forum, isn't it?) to even it out. Because who really enjoys happy writing? It might all tie together into a story, it might not. Let see, shall we?
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|I think it was the rain that reminded me of home. |
No matter how warm it got in the summer, the rain was always icy and seemed to chill you all the way to the bone. It managed to seep into your skin and wouldn’t come out even after a few minutes in a hot shower. Then again, what has hot showers ever washed away other than body odor? It certainly doesn't wash away shame. It doesn’t wash away the past. And it certain doesn’t wash away his blue eyes. I keep remembering them.
Even as I trudge, hearing my jeans scrap pitifully against the cement, I relive those bright cobalt eyes holding my gaze. They didn’t waver and they didn’t judge. He...